moving on

Well here we are, January. It is cold, windy and snowy and I opted to sit this day out, well at least until work tonight. Tonight will be the night I say goodbye to our chef, my boss(well at least he thinks so), and my dear friend. After 12 years together he is moving on to greener pastures, lucky bastard! Life as coworkers in a restaurant makes for some tedious relationships yet the two of us have held strong. We have dealt with each other's strange quirks and many different attitudes. Many a time our two big personalities would do battle, but always ended with us dancing in the kitchen while our coworkers glared at our spectacle. Tonight is the last night I will hear his big mouth yelling from the kitchen or hear the knife slam on the steel table or witness his true wrath as a server screws up again(those are always fun). Well it's certainly going to be a quiet kitchen after he leaves, I can tell you that! From this day forth I have to stand on my own for my partner in crime is moving on. Who can I torment now?! All this talk about moving on makes me dwell on future possiblilites as well. I feel the gears have started on big changes in our life and it is impossible to stop them. So much hope overwhelms me. So as not to feel as such, I am content to stay cozy inside until the time comes when my friend and I have our last dance.I love you Tony, you will be missed. Good afternoon world.